One solitary thing

I have only one passion.

Yes, only one.

I know. Lots of people have a truckload of passions. And that's perfectly cool. I'm down with that.

But I only have one.

Life.

I want to feel it, experience it, laugh, cry, love, dance, drink, have sex, cradle someone, feel the rain on me, feel lips against mine, feel the cold air slice through me, watch the snow fall, watch the sun rise, feel the beat of the music in me. I want to explore, be it.

In other words.

Keep doing all the things I've done before.

There is no other passion I want.